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Paranoia

ParanoiaFeeling the hair on the back of his neck rise, Xander spun around; the movement was swift and sure like a panther with a large pink feather duster.

Anya was serving a customer, Dawn was studying and Spike was picking his nails with a knife.

As Xander narrowed his eyes in suspicion, Dawn looked up from her work, asking Spike a question. Books were opened, paper was shuffled and, Xander assumed, questions were answered, as Dawn returned to her work and Spike went back to playing with his knife.

Something was off, but Xander couldn't put his finger on it.


open_on_sundaychallenge #86: watching
Part of the Mischief!verse

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( 9 howls — talk to the wolf )
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redwolf
15th Nov, 2004 02:14 (UTC)
Same here. See what comes of the next challenge.
irishvampire13
15th Nov, 2004 02:58 (UTC)
I can't wait, either. Trouble is addictive, lol.
redwolf
15th Nov, 2004 03:11 (UTC)
I have some idea where it's going, but that all could change depending on the challenge presented.
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redwolf
15th Nov, 2004 08:58 (UTC)
This is a bit of an ongoing series of drabbles. Some are one-offs, some interconnected, all with mischief in mind.
willshenilshe
15th Nov, 2004 15:10 (UTC)
*sing-song* Mischief is a-brewing...

Quiet *cannot* mean anything good, especially for Xander.
irishvampire13
15th Nov, 2004 19:57 (UTC)
At least he finally seems to be catching on. But, knowing our good friend, here *motions to the author*, it won't do him a bit of good. Hehehehehe...
redwolf
15th Nov, 2004 22:31 (UTC)
It could mean that Xander is imagining things, but where's the fun in that.
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